Yet, I'm still taking the time to write in this thing...
I am incredibly busy this week. Being busy is an odd feeling. I know I'm going to have one of those dreams tonight where I feel really incredibly rushed to get something done. I'll be trying to leave for work and not be able to find my shoe or my pants or my LUNCH (god forbid!) and I'll be running late and I'll wake up in a big panic. Why aren't you getting some stuff done now, you ask? I don't feel like it. The whole day has been work. Why work now? Besides, it's almost time for Road Rules (I'm so cool).
In the midst of all this business, I'm going to find some time to take a trip to Pittsburgh to see Flogging Molly with Matt and Mandy. We've just got to get the tickets. That's one thing that's making me feel superbusy...ordering those damn tickets.
In the midst of all this business, I'm going to find some time to take a trip to Pittsburgh to see Flogging Molly with Matt and Mandy. We've just got to get the tickets. That's one thing that's making me feel superbusy...ordering those damn tickets.